Chapter 76 Mark (revised) summer.
In the past years, there have always been invisible rules in her world that constrained her.
But no one ever told her that no one dictates what you should do. You just need to be yourself. You can be a free-spirited flower, or you can be your own evergreen tree.
There had never been a moment when Bo Xia felt his embrace so warm as she did now. The emotions that had been pent up in her heart for many years were at least temporarily released at this moment. She felt peaceful and calm, as if she was staying in a corner without any noise, and no one except him would notice her whereabouts.
"Let me hold you for a while longer."
Jin Yunyan was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands to hug her tighter. What he didn't tell her was that he actually enjoyed her coquettishness. It wasn't that he needed others to show weakness to highlight his own strength, but he wanted to be a port for her to dock, and didn't want her to be alone like this.
He had missed too many opportunities in the past, so how could he not be with her now?
After returning to Beijing, Bo Xia followed Jin Yunyan back to the villa. Tired from the journey, she rested for a long time. When she came out, she noticed the box on the table outside and asked him what was inside.
He said that a few days ago, when his aunt was cleaning things in the attic, he accidentally found some old things from high school, so he brought them back.
Bo Xia thought it was probably a high school photo, and opened the cardboard box with a bit of nostalgia for his youth. Sure enough, there was an album on the top, which contained mostly photos of school activities. At that time, he was full of vigor and vitality, and dazzling.
After turning two pages, she saw her quiet and thin figure behind him in a picture of an event. For a moment, she seemed to look into the eyes of her former self and reunited with her youth.
Sometimes I can’t help but feel dazed when I think about it. Things that seemed rare before are now commonplace.
If she had foreseen such a future, she would not be as calm as she was before. She might even think that one day the dream would wake up, and she would be happy and extremely happy.
After looking through the album, I found a music box at the bottom, and the greeting card next to it had her childish handwriting from back then.
She couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She had thought these things had long been lost in the torrent of time. "This is still here. How did you find it?"
Jin Yunyan had no habit of throwing away other people's things. Many of the things he received in high school were casually placed in the attic. Later, his aunt thought the things were very important and did not throw them away, but it did take him a long time to find the things she had given him.
Many things in the old attic were faded and dusty, and the space was narrow. He rummaged around for a long time and finally saw her handwriting on an unopened gift card.
He just brushed it off lightly. When Bo Xia pressed him, he smiled and replied, "You didn't leave your name, but you left a mark."
At the bottom of the yellowed greeting card, there was a small word "summer", which seemed to have left a deep mark on their past youth.
She raised her hand and stroked the greeting card repeatedly, feeling a little emotional. The blessings written on it were blessings for both him and her, and now they have all come true.
The music box, whose workmanship may not seem delicate now, had never been opened at that time. It only began to emit a hoarse sound after a long period of ten years, just like her secret love was only now being responded to.
And the gift that he had never even looked at was now solemnly placed in the glass display stand of the cabinet. Everything seemed like a plot in a fantasy novel, too beautiful to be real.
He said that he had actually always been curious about what was in her unsent letter.
Bo Xia didn't remember. Time is a good medicine. It always blurs details and dilutes scars, leaving behind only incomparably deep memories and feelings. The only impression she had was that when she wrote the last sentence, the pen ran out of ink, so she rewrote the sentence. It seemed to say:
"All the grandness of my youth is related to you."
Maybe this is what it means to have a crush on someone. Even if the other person never takes the initiative to look at her, she can still perform that wonderful one-man show by herself.
She shook her head, and when she looked up, she saw Jin Yunyan's eyes, full of affection and moisture, as if they were looking at her across the rainy season of southern eucalyptus trees. He was looking at her, and also at her past. He knew that many things had passed for her, but he was so stubborn in wanting to love her completely.
Jin Yunyan's eyes were filled with tenderness, and his voice was tinged with a subtle sadness: "From now on, it will be my turn to run towards you."
The gentle kiss fell on her lips like wet raindrops, gradually becoming louder and louder. Bo Xia stopped him from continuing to invade and gently bit his lips.
Her eyes were moist. "Since you're bringing up the past, I can refuse your affection on behalf of my eighteen-year-old self."
Jin Yunyan laughed: "Have you asked her opinion?"
Her body was unexpectedly pressed against the cabinet behind her. Bo Xia knew that there were some expensive porcelains on it, so she didn't dare to make any big noise and could only be forced to endure his warmth.
He was so mean, forcing her to raise her slender neck, and even asking knowingly: "Did she say no?"
The answer is obvious. No matter what time it is, she seems unable to refuse Jin Yunyan.
A few days later, the two attended the opening ceremony together because the exhibition hall they had previously collaborated on was completed.
At work, Bo Xia was much more serious than usual. She exchanged glances with Jin Yunyan, seeming to be pretending to be indifferent.
The latter chuckled softly, thinking of how seriously she'd tied his tie that morning. She'd said something else then: men should wear thin-soled leather shoes. He hadn't understood her sentiment at the time.
He asked her if she liked it, and she admitted frankly: "It's quite sexy."
After the host on the stage said some official words, the scene of the two people cutting the ribbon side by side was photographed by reporters. The two people wearing the same color clothes looked very well matched standing together.
A little later, a reporter came to interview them. Jin Yunyan and Bo Xia were responsible for explaining the technological concepts and the architectural design ingenuity respectively. The reporter couldn't help but say, "You two really have a good chemistry."
Jin Yunyan nodded politely, and his expression showed that he agreed.
It's a pity that someone who has a tacit understanding with him is unwilling to have any intimate actions with him in the workplace. He is completely focused on his own work content and keeps a distance from him.
Jin Yunyan thought her look was really funny, and he didn't say anything. He just stood beside her with his eyes downcast, smiling indulgently.
Seeing that she was not standing steadily, he helped her up with interest. As soon as his hand touched her waist, he let go and said to be careful.
The assistant next to him came over and whispered a few words in Jin Yunyan's ear, and then he was called out. After the conversation, the other party handed him a cigarette, but Jin Yunyan didn't take it: "I quit smoking recently."
Naturally, I was met with surprised looks. Since we were acquaintances, the other party joked, "You're secretly getting married without telling us, and now you're trying to get pregnant?"
He smiled helplessly: "No way, there's no reason to have a wedding without a banquet."
This statement seems to imply that good things are about to happen.
Through the window, Jin Yunyan subconsciously glanced at the woman not far away. She was talking to the person next to her with her eyes lowered, looking serious.
Not long after, she found a young man beside her, and they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. Jin Yunyan's smile faded a little, and it was hard to tell what his mood was.
When they got to the lounge, I don't know if Bo Xia was addicted to pretending or what, but while closing his eyes to rest, he called out to Mr. Jin: "I wonder if you are satisfied with today's results?"
Jin Yunyan took off his glasses and wiped them, then lowered his eyes and said two words coldly: "It's okay."
Hearing his answer, Bo Xia opened her eyes and asked him why. Jin Yunyan lowered his eyelids, a faint smile on the corner of his lips: "Come here, I'll tell you."
She didn't catch the emotion hidden in his eyes. When she got to the man and was unexpectedly pulled onto his knees, she subconsciously called his name.
"Didn't you just call Mr. Jin?"
Bo Xia didn't detect the dangerous emotion in his eyes, and said with a smile that she was just joking with him. She certainly didn't think Jin Yunyan was a vengeful person, but she forgot about someone's ability to take advantage of the situation.
She wanted to get up, but someone held her legs down. Bo Xia raised her eyes and saw that he was still the gentle and gentlemanly Jin Yunyan as usual. There seemed to be no impurities in his eyes, but his hands were moving in a very wanton manner.
She lowered her eyes, and her belt was stripped off. The originally dignified and solemn clothes hung loosely on her body. At that second, Bo Xia thought she might be crazy, for she actually thought his hands were particularly slender and beautiful.
But after all, it was not a completely private occasion. Bo Xia grabbed his hand to stop him, and looked at him with flushed eyes, but only felt a warm touch in return. It was him who held her hand, and the next second, her restless thoughts were instantly drowned in the hot kiss.
Jin Yunyan's kissing skills have improved a lot these days. He slowly and steadily plundered the air in her chest, easily hooking her and hanging her, making it impossible for her to be as cold as before, and she could only let her passion and desire be naked on her face.
Feeling the warm touch on her skin, Bo Xia grabbed his hand that was under his clothes and called his name anxiously, "Jin Yunyan."
Especially at this moment, there was someone outside, knocking on the door and calling Jin Yunyan's name, but this person turned a deaf ear.
Jin Yunyan held her slender waist, his eyes tinged with frivolity: "Are you still going to pretend to be unfamiliar with me in the future?"
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